In the next few days, Gu Jiao did not go out, instead, she stayed home to learn calligraphy with Xiao Liulang, and to assist with his rehabilitation.
Xiao Liulang did not seem to care much about whether he would stand again, a fact Gu Jiao noticed before his surgery. She didn't know what he had gone through, but his heart was as gray as ash, utterly devoid of a passion for life.
Fen Lin was worried about the risks of surgery, but Xiao Liulang agreed without any hesitation. This wasn't fearlessness but a casual indifference to life or death.
But Gu Jiao would not let him die, or let him be disabled.
"It's time for your exercise," Gu Jiao announced, after tidying up the house and entering Xiao Liulang's room.
She had grown increasingly unconcerned about acting like an outsider. She even entered without knocking.
Xiao Liulang's face immediately turned sour.
Not because she came in without knocking, but because he didn't want to exercise.